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Here's adventure!

Here's romance!

Here's O. Henry's famous Robin Hood of the Old West.

The Cisco Kid!

(Pancho singing in Spanish) Oh, Cisco, look.

That's a nice place to camp for the night, huh?

Sleep here, huh?

You're right, Pancho.

But, it looks like somebody else had the same idea.

Why, they even started to build a fire.

Yeah, but they didn't was there now.

Maybe they change their mind, and they had to went someplace.

Let's go, Cisco, huh?

All right, Pancho, we'll camp here for the night.

But, remember, we've got to get up early in the morning.

We promised Sheriff Jackson that we'll be in Springdale by

tomorrow.

Springdale, well, that's maybe ten, maybe 15 miles away.

That's pretty far, Cisco.

Besides, Loco, he don't feel pretty good, he's tired, Cisco.

All right, let's go.

(knocking) Who's there?

Open up, Gypsy, it's Roy.

What are you doing here?

I gotta hide.

The Cisco Kid's on my trail.

Why here?

Don't you know Hunt lives in this town?

Who do you think I'm looking for?

If I go to jail, Hunt goes with me.

But, you don't understand.

He's a big man now.

He owns half this town-- this very house.

Don't you think he'd be looking for you?

That's a chance I'll have to take.

Look, Gypsy, can I stay here till morning?

I suppose so.

I couldn't sleep anymore now, anyway.

Thanks, Gypsy.

That's your final word, Sheriff?

That's it.

As far as I know, Gypsy hasn't broken any laws, and I'm not

running her off till she does.

Don't you think it's dangerous to have Roy Dillon's

girl living right here in Springdale?

Look, she's not Roy Dillon's girl.

All right, suppose she knew him once, that doesn't make her an

outlaw.

I say leave the girl alone.

(chuckles) Can't believe anything bad about

her, can you, boy?

All right, just don't say I didn't warn you.

Look, Hunt.

I don't claim to know everything, but this is my

office, and I'm gonna run it the way I see fit.

I've sent for two friends, Cisco and Pancho, to help me.

They're due here today.

If I need any advice, I'll get it from them.

Good enough, Sheriff, but I've got my rights, too.

There's nothing to stop me from evicting a tenant who owes two

months rent.

Come here.

Sheriff will keep for a while.

Now listen, I recognized Roy Dillon's saddle this morning.

I know he's in that cabin.

So now, we'll bring Roy in, and the sheriff won't have a thing

to do with it.

Come on, have your guns ready.

(knocking) Senor Hunt, can I help you?

You've read your last palm, Gypsy.

I need this cabin.

Now, pack up and get out.

If that is the way you want it, Senor.

How many days do I have?

You have five minutes, you little faker, and I'm gonna wait

right here.

But, I have to clean up.

Out, you!

(gunshot) Cover the windows!

(gunfire) There they go, Hunt.

Never mind me, Roy.

Run, quick!

Duck, Gypsy, I'll drop him where he stands!

No, no killing!

(gunshot) Who's in that cabin?

Roy Dillon, don't let him get away.

Roy Dillon?

There's a lot of pesos on his head.

Don't come any closer.

Gypsy!

What's-- what's going on here?

Pick up your wounded, and go home.

Well, Sheriff, has she broken any laws yet?

Gypsy, you know what you're doing?

Senorita, that man you are protecting is a dangerous

outlaw.

The man I'm protecting just risked his life for me.

This is the least I can do for him.

Now, please, pick up that man, and take him to a doctor.

(horses galloping) There he goes, can you hear?

I'll take that gun, Senorita.

Paul, I have to talk to you.

Lock her up, the double crossing little palm reader.

I'm sorry, Gypsy, I got no choice.

But, Paul.

Sheriff, I'm going after him.

I'm going with you, Cisco.

Pancho, will you stay here and guard the prisoner?

I can't lock her up, I don't got no keys.

Here, here are my keys.

Here's Dillon's gun.

Please, I must tell you.

Later.

Mr. Hunt, will you see that the wounded man gets taken care of?

Come on, Cisco.

Come on, Senorita.

You heard the sheriff.

Take care of this man.

I'll see you later.

Get 'em up, Roy.

This is the end of the trail.

So, you figured to collect the reward too, huh?

That Fargo money wasn't enough for you, you even wanna get paid

for turning me in.

That's right, and there's nothing you can do about it.

This is the way I've figured it, and it's the way it's gonna be.

Not quite, Hunt, not quite.

You might as well face it, Roy, you're licked.

Nobody ever identified me with that job, but everybody knows

you.

So, you're going to ride into town with me.

Or would you rather catch a bullet right now?

Go ahead and shoot, if you want to hang.

I won't hang.

Oh, sure, I know the sheriff and Cisco followed your trail, but

they got nothing on me.

They haven't, but Gypsy has, and Gypsy'll talk.

Then you'll hang.

Gypsy?

Sure, Gypsy saw you at that holdup.

She saw me give you the money, and she'll swear to that, and

you can't stop her, even if you kill me.

But, Gypsy's in jail for helping you get away.

In jail?

Then you can't get at her, right?

Gypsy can be bought off, can't she?

Sure, on my terms.

What are your terms?

My freedom, and a fair share of the gold.

What's your idea of a fair share?

We got 14,000 in that job.

I'll take ten in cash.

Ten?

That's a lot more than half, Roy.

Mm-hmm, 3,000 more.

I figure 3,000 is cheap for my end of the deal.

Two years of running like a scared rabbit, while you lived

fat and happy.

A price on my head, no place to call home for the rest of my

life, 3,000 is cheap, real cheap.

I haven't got that much in cash.

Then get it.

I'll meet you at Gypsy's cabin in an hour.

How do I know I can trust you?

Because I'm gonna break Gypsy out of jail and take her with

me.

Then you'll be safe.

Agreed?

And Cisco?

It'll take him an hour to find my trail.

I'll meet you at Gypsy's cabin.

Good.

Oh, and Hunt?

Bring me back a gun.

I'll need it when I go after Gypsy.

Don't worry, my boys will be watching her.

I wish I'd never met Roy Dillon.

(chuckles) You like this young sheriff,

don't you?

He will never look at me again.

He wouldn't even listen to me when I wanted to tell him about

Senor Hunt.

Yeah, but why didn't you told him about Senor Hunt before?

It's all because of Roy.

Roy was kind to me once.

I loved him.

But, then he went bad, real bad, like a wild man.

Now, you're afraid of him?

That's right.

I should have known better than to take up with him in the first

place.

He's dangerous.

I read it in my palms.

Sometimes, I believe this palmistry myself.

You say you read it where?

In my palm.

Show me your hands, and I will tell you your destiny.

Me-- right now?

All right, if you want to.

Whew, this is hot work, Cisco.

It will be even hotter by the time we climb up that hill.

Say, Paul, we may walk into an ambush if we go in those woods.

I'll circle to the right, you take the left, I'll meet you

at the top of the hill.

We better have a signal, in case we run into trouble.

That's a good idea.

Two shots, then one.

All right, let's go.

Good.

(laughing) This is a wonderful thing, this

reading the fortune with your hands, huh?

It say here...

(speaking Spanish) "The lines in the left hand show

the life you lead, and the lines in the right

hand tell you what to do with it."

(laughing) That's right.

Didn't I read your palm well?

Yeah, you said I was brave, and--

And handsome.

Yes, that I had a good compadre like Cisco, and...

(laughing) You learn all those things in

this little book?

Some of it.

Would you like to read my palm?

Yeah, let me see the left hand first, huh?

This little thing here shows that you're going to meet a

handsome, dark man.

I am?

Where do you see that?

Right...

Right there?

Oh, that's a speck of dirt, Pancho.

Dirt, oh.

Here, I'll wipe my hand.

Now, you try again.

Look real closely.

You got a pretty little hand, Senorita.

Gracias.

And it also say...

that you are going to meet...

a nice...

short...

fat...

horse.

You see, Pancho?

Palmistry is good for something.

(shooting twice, then once) We have no time to waste.

He doubled back to town.

Back to town?

Let's go!

Check your guns, boys.

We're breaking Gypsy out of jail.

No time to explain now, just cover me.

Reach, Pancho.

I don't got no gun, Mister.

Somebody take it.

Oh.

Hunt, huh?

I wanna talk with you.

Stay right where you are.

Where's Gypsy?

I don't know, I wish I did.

Roy, must have got here ahead of me.

Pancho, who let Gypsy out of jail?

I don't know, but-- I told you that before, but,

you better look out.

Ah, shut up, I haven't got time to argue with you.

Come on, get in that cell.

Give me the cell keys, Pancho.

The girl is gone, and there's only one way out of this.

I've got to have Roy, and I've got to have the girl, and I've

got to have them before they see Cisco.

Now, you two get on your horses, and find the sheriff and Cisco.

They should be on their way by the back trail.

Hold 'em up as long as you can, then ride north and lose 'em.

Now, get going.

(horse whinnying) (gunfire)

Sheriff, take cover!

(gunshot) Duck!

So, that's Dillon's system.

If it is Dillon, he has a friend helping him.

That's a new trick for him.

He always worked alone, as I remember.

Well, he's not working alone now.

There must be at least two men behind those bushes.

We're in a bad spot here, Cisco.

They can hold us here as long as they have bullets.

Unless we run out of bullets first.

Paul, be careful.

Don't waste a single shot.

(gunfire) It won't work, Cisco.

No, it looks like they're able to wait as long as we can.

Cisco, what if that's not Roy Dillon behind the thicket?

Well, if it is not, he's in one of the two places.

He's in town, or on those rocks behind us.

In either case, we've got to get out of here as soon as we can.

Sure, should we hail a passing stagecoach?

Now, take it easy, Paul.

I've got an idea.

Here, take all those bullets out of your belt, and tie each

bullet to one of these rocks here.

What?

Go ahead and do what I say, we haven't got much time.

(gunfire) (gun clicking)

(gunfire) Have you got all the bullets

tied to the rocks?

Here they are.

Good.

What's that for?

Well, we're gonna try a little trick on those hombres

over there.

A little trick I learned from David and Goliath.

Oh, that's pretty clever, Cisco.

I read the Bible, amigo.

We're gonna make them think that they're surrounded.

You have a full load on your gun?

Yeah.

Here, take mine, too.

And don't shoot until I tell you.

I hope this works.

It will.

Let them have it, Pancho!

(bullet exploding) (gunfire)

Nice going.

All right, Paul, let 'em have the rest of it.

(gunfire continues) (bullet exploding)

There they go.

Now, keep after them.

I'll go around the rocks and meet you.

(horse whinnying) (gunshot)

Well, this one is alive.

But, he not gonna be able to tell us much for a while.

What about the other one?

He's pretty badly wounded, but I recognized him.

He works for Mr. Hunt.

Hunt?

Then Hunt must have something to do with Dillon.

Yeah.

You get these men in.

I'll go ahead to town.

Right.

Go ahead.

Come out, Gypsy.

(gunshots) Drop it, Hunt!

I'll get it for you, Senor.

On your feet, get 'em up.

Let's get him, drop him.

No, you won't!

Now, andale, to jail.

All right, get going, Dillon.

Well, Gypsy, do you feel any better?

I'm still a little weak, but I'll be all right.

I'm glad it's all over.

We all are.

And Gypsy, I'd like to make it up to you some way, for putting

you under arrest.

There is nothing to make up.

I deserved it.

Besides, if you hadn't been in jail, you wouldn't have told

Pancho the story.

I understand you even converted him to palmistry, reading of

the hand.

You don't think he's really interested in palmistry,

do you?

I don't?

(chuckles) Come here, take a look.

What's he doing, shoeing the horse?

No.

Then, what is he doing?

Ha-ha, you know, Loco?

You are a very lucky horse.

You got a good vaquero to ride you, and you got a good amigo

in Diablo.

And, I'm gonna give you a nice, sweet piece of sugar before you

leave this town, eh?

I read it all here in the palm of your hand-- I mean,

your hoof.

Hey, Pancho, how can you tell a horse's fortune by

looking at his hooves, huh?

They don't have lines in them, like a man's hand.

No, I know they don't got no lines, so hereafter, I'm only

gonna read horses' hooves.

No more hands.

But, amigo, I thought you learned all about palmistry.

I did, from her, Cisco.

But, hereafter, only Loco's hooves, that's all.

'Cause when I read a horse's hoof, I don't get put to sleep.

(laughing) Oh, Pancho.

Oh, Cisco!

(laughing) Cisco, do we have to leave

all our good friends now?

Only until next time, Pancho.

Adios, amigos!